Entering the mouth of a cave, you need to know what kind of cave you’re entering and if there are points at which light filters in or running water sounds like the open air.
If there are multiple ways to enter and exit or if the way you entered is the only way out and back to freedom.
These are just the basics and if you don’t know these things before you enter, you could doom yourself to being trapped in a maze of darkness.
That’s much like a relationship.

People can be so closed minded and not even slightly aware;
Their growth can be stunted but they still see the light through the thinness of air.
Proclaim the color of the Sun in the sky, arguing a difference until the day they die.
Perception is reality in a way, that’s true but wrong is fucking wrong, dummy.

Anyway, I’m in a deep dark corner of the cave, sitting among the whisperers.

Lusting for affection, access & direction,
Platitudes of gratitude forsaken in misty eyed splendor;
Satisfying the acrobatic linguistic aptitudes of a liar lying…
A victim by the nature of passive intent.

Thorny spines of a porcupine squeezed dry,
absinthe inside of a cavity from the hallucination inducing imbibe.

Two tribes.
One mind.
Only a single result may provide the clarity,
Necessity defined.